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Chapter 1John’s coat hangs on a hook, in the parlor, next to the front door. He loved that coat; but when he had to check the car engine, after it broke down on the autoroute, on that cold January day, the black thick oil stained the pristine cream color sleeves. It went from his favorite dress coat, to his favorite work coat. He’d wear it to rake the leaves, shovel the snow, or chop logs in the woods. The woods. He didn’t wear it that day. I should put it away. It’s time. It’s been over a year. I’ve been through every stage of grief...
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